Leave Your Fears Behind and Live

Think of me.

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 13:29:22 -0700

Think of me.

It is true. With the time we are given we are meant to live.

Sat, 26 Jan 2013 01:37:00 -0800

It is true. With the time we are given we are meant to live.

I will never forget you guys. We will always have the Thrift...

Fri, 14 Dec 2012 13:49:00 -0800

I will never forget you guys. We will always have the Thrift Store ;)

Photo

Fri, 30 Nov 2012 13:35:42 -0800

Veggie soup for my heart on these winter days.

Wed, 14 Nov 2012 13:17:56 -0800

Veggie soup for my heart on these winter days.

A New Day, A New Place

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 01:25:27 -0700

It has been over a month and I wake up to the sites of a new place that is slowly becoming similar. I didn’t think my wings would bring me here but I am not sad, just happy. I know this place is just a stop before the next adventure and now after being here I could not imagine myself with out this adventure. It has become a part of me that I would never change.

What summer should have been like

Mon, 23 Jul 2012 01:07:00 -0700

What summer should have been like

It is just water under the bridge.

Sun, 01 Jul 2012 22:05:00 -0700

It is just water under the bridge.

Fault In My Feelings

Mon, 25 Jun 2012 10:18:39 -0700

I keep feeling like it is my fault. I keep wondering what went wrong, what really truly changed. I know it is not me but you and them. I understand that but to feel like a stranger to people I love and care about is one of the worst feelings ever. To feel like it was my fault when you are pushing yourself away or to feel like they fight because of me. It hurts and I can’t help it but hurt too.

The Tears Fall With Ease

Thu, 31 May 2012 15:52:47 -0700

No one sees how hard it is on me. The words they say, how they push at my barriers, making holes and gaps for the words to flow easily through. My walls are so weak now, after all these years it hurts more and leaving more pain building up inside me. I start to think it is true because I am so broken. I know it is not but after awhile you just feel like you are the one kidding yourself not the other way around. Yet I keep moving forward, trying not to cry or at least not let them see me but I do find myself crying more and more. I don’t mean to. I don’t want to but I am so hurt the tears fall with ease onto my face. When I want to talk to someone to tell them how I feel, all I can do is be strong and say that I am alright but I don’t feel that way, I don’t feel alright. I want someone to just hold me as a cry, cry away my worries and my pain. To feel like I don’t have to hide how much I am hurting. Yet whenever someone comes around who could hold me as I cry, I seem to push it away. I seem to push the pain out of me and instead try to ease it with laughter and the happiness of being with someone who cares. For a few moments I feel happy and forget about things and remember that I can be happy. Yet when I come home to a room that is not mine I cry. I don’t know what is worse; crying with no one there to hold you or pushing your sadness away so you don’t have to burden others.

Shaky Breath.

Fri, 25 May 2012 11:42:00 -0700

My breathing is shaky and uneven. My heart is beating at a different pace while my body lingers to those few moments. You holding me tightly while I caressed you softly with the palm of my hand. Your eyes brushing me with the feeling of something new. Closing mine I realize what it means and then I smile. A new smile, a happy smile. Watching as I fall deeper into bliss.

Pink bicycles and the summer time breeze.

Tue, 22 May 2012 23:33:48 -0700

Pink bicycles and the summer time breeze.

Change is good but it can still be scary.

Mon, 21 May 2012 23:59:00 -0700

Change is good but it can still be scary.

Photography.

Sun, 20 May 2012 22:46:37 -0700

Photography.

Anywhere my journal and a pen is makes for a happy place.

Sat, 19 May 2012 23:59:00 -0700

Anywhere my journal and a pen is makes for a happy place.

Somehow I always end up making a mess when I clean my room but I...

Fri, 18 May 2012 23:59:00 -0700

Somehow I always end up making a mess when I clean my room but I prefer to call it an “organized mess”.

I made this again today. Sigh I really love baking :)

Thu, 17 May 2012 23:59:00 -0700

I made this again today. Sigh I really love baking :)

I always seem to be reading more then one book.

Wed, 16 May 2012 11:59:00 -0700

I always seem to be reading more then one book.

Day 15: Love

Tue, 15 May 2012 23:58:22 -0700

Today the word was love. I am suppose to take a photo of love or what love means to me but I just can not do that. Love means more to me then just an intense feeling of deep affection or sexual attraction. Love is something that just happens. Even smallest of ways, no matter how you describe it, it is always just love. It is something that a photo can not truly explain, something that a poet can not truly articulate, even something a painter can not perfectly draw. Love is described by the little things. Things we do not always realize till they are out of reach or the things that just give you the warm feeling of happiness. A photo can not describe what love is. A photo can only describe a part of it. A part of the larger meaning of love.

I went looking for grass and instead I found a cat. I am okay...

Mon, 14 May 2012 20:06:09 -0700

I went looking for grass and instead I found a cat. I am okay with this :)